Golf Balls with Jay

I want to hit golf balls with Jay

there seems to be no other way

the time drinks on by

I've finally arrived

there's nothing more I can say

I have to hit golf balls with Jay

 

the tequila bites like

dreams at night

it punishes me for the day

I know all the secrets

they are no use

the negro streets I can't claim

I have to hit golf balls with Jay

 

there seems to be no other way

but to murder those golf balls

destroy all those golf balls

bite them and chew them

then swallow those golf balls

I've got to hit golf balls with Jay

 

 

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